J-Dawg - Back Trippin' lyrics
[J-Dawg - Back Trippin' lyrics]
You niggas know what time it is bitch
Jackin season bitch I'm starvin' somebody
Comin' off somethin' tonight
Yeah, locs on to hide my blood shot
Red eyes lookin' like two blood clots
I'm gone
I'm high bitch on all kinds of shit, drank
Dro and water sticks
I'm high as high can get
Shit finna rob me a bitch
Prayin' don't help feel like
I'm talkin to myself
And I ain't feelin' dat shit
Holidays comin'
I ain't got nothing on my stomach at all
Ain't no Christmas tree, ain't no gifts
Ain't no Santa Claus, no elves
But the grinch up in this bitch
Posted in the bricks in that all black trench
Got my pistol on me no sins
Sherm got me numb i can't feel shit
Only thing on my mind is the rent
And everybody around me lookin' like a lick
Hoes and niggas, jackers can't be picky
Ya purse or ya wallet, c'mon wit it
Babies at home smellin' shitty baby
Momma blowin' up my phone
(Damn) Gimmie a minute bitch
Like i told you I'm comin'
With some money they coming
Off somethin' tonight
Hoe ass laws keep passin' through
They don't give a damn what we going through
(Fuck you hoes)
They just want me back up in that pen again
And I don't give a damn cause
Just like them, so test me
You gon have to catch me
Its gon take more than two to arrest me
Real shit I'm always resistin'
Fuck you laws I'm runnin' bitch i might dump
Two time convict headed for that three
Nah nah bitch it's either rich
Or death for me
But for now i settle for a couple of
Pay my bills up get the kids somethin' to eat
(I ain't greedy) These boys out here ballin'
Comin' down
Sittin on birds shouldn't hurt to lose em now
(nigga)
I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody, God knows
Just gimmie what i want bitch and you can go
Come off them fo's, you can have your clothes
Everything else mine nigga close my door
(Like Kane)
I'm gettin' my Menace To Society on
Act like Kane cousin and get your face blown
Too nard to deal with that flinchin'
You better be still bitch and pay attention
(Be still bitch)
Truth is, a nigga God fearing
And i know he don't like the
Way i treat his children
(Sorry Lord) I know he can't stand
The way that i been treated
He know i wouldn't be doin' this
If i ain't need it
Question is do he accept my reason?
We'll find out later but for now we eatin'
Yeah baby daddy on the way
Fix your face, I told you we gon be straight
Jackin season bitch I'm starvin' somebody
Comin' off somethin' tonight
Yeah, locs on to hide my blood shot
Red eyes lookin' like two blood clots
I'm gone
I'm high bitch on all kinds of shit, drank
Dro and water sticks
I'm high as high can get
Shit finna rob me a bitch
Prayin' don't help feel like
I'm talkin to myself
And I ain't feelin' dat shit
Holidays comin'
I ain't got nothing on my stomach at all
Ain't no Christmas tree, ain't no gifts
Ain't no Santa Claus, no elves
But the grinch up in this bitch
Posted in the bricks in that all black trench
Got my pistol on me no sins
Sherm got me numb i can't feel shit
Only thing on my mind is the rent
And everybody around me lookin' like a lick
Hoes and niggas, jackers can't be picky
Ya purse or ya wallet, c'mon wit it
Babies at home smellin' shitty baby
Momma blowin' up my phone
(Damn) Gimmie a minute bitch
Like i told you I'm comin'
With some money they coming
Off somethin' tonight
Hoe ass laws keep passin' through
They don't give a damn what we going through
(Fuck you hoes)
They just want me back up in that pen again
And I don't give a damn cause
Just like them, so test me
You gon have to catch me
Its gon take more than two to arrest me
Real shit I'm always resistin'
Fuck you laws I'm runnin' bitch i might dump
Two time convict headed for that three
Nah nah bitch it's either rich
Or death for me
But for now i settle for a couple of
Pay my bills up get the kids somethin' to eat
(I ain't greedy) These boys out here ballin'
Comin' down
Sittin on birds shouldn't hurt to lose em now
(nigga)
I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody, God knows
Just gimmie what i want bitch and you can go
Come off them fo's, you can have your clothes
Everything else mine nigga close my door
(Like Kane)
I'm gettin' my Menace To Society on
Act like Kane cousin and get your face blown
Too nard to deal with that flinchin'
You better be still bitch and pay attention
(Be still bitch)
Truth is, a nigga God fearing
And i know he don't like the
Way i treat his children
(Sorry Lord) I know he can't stand
The way that i been treated
He know i wouldn't be doin' this
If i ain't need it
Question is do he accept my reason?
We'll find out later but for now we eatin'
Yeah baby daddy on the way
Fix your face, I told you we gon be straight